I am trapped behind the closed door
‘Let me in’, I scream, but nobody hears
The echo that my voice fears,
And as I lay down on the floor
The mystic smoke covers my eyes,
Killing all the little lies.
‘Let me in’, I scream again,
Let me in my childhood room
Where there’s no more pain
In the only unforgotten room.
“Life is the childhood of our immortality.” – Johann Wolfgang von Goethe